This is a song about "Chop chop"

Chop off each limb and toss it in a bag with other limbs

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Not for a cop, hit the slot, pop and chop, i smoke alot

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Chop off her noggin and her motherfucking clitoris

Chop you up in the basement like my name was patrick bateman

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Murder chop your bodies up, put it on a sack then put them on a stack

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

I couldn't give a fuck i chop like a machete

Chop her up and dime her, im chapel retired im signed sir,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

Coppin them cakes and chop it but hey man